I have of late felt that each man is unto himself. I am trying to find meaning in this, is it because life has changed so much that we have to be? Or am I making the past “a much better place in my mind”. Because there was a time when it seemed that people did care, and some lived by rules of honesty and kindness and trust. However, because I was younger in the old days I am not so sure how right this thinking was. I was brought up in a household, of people who valued “their word”, time keeping was paramount, also never to lie. But those are old fashioned values which I should imagine are very outdated now. Having said that, I lived those rules for years in business and did exceptionally well because of them. People trusted me, relied on me. So it seems then, they are now rare qualities. I really wish to be honest I could live on an island away from my own expectation of people because I think it is THAT , that lets me down. I realize I cannot expect from people, I cannot expect them to be honest, or trustworthy but that over time I can discover those qualities in people if they exist. If they do, I have struck gold. There are sayings around this idea, like “stick with the winners” or hang onto good friends. So perhaps life didn’t change that much perhaps now we are more social and meet more people and are prone to more disillusionment? So yes, I will keep trusting, and probably keep being hurt, I will try and keep an open heart, for the person that is worthy as if I close it,it is a bit like a living death I feel. A death of a part of me.